Saturday, September 16, 2017

Poetry By Jon Bennett Not John Bennett or John M. Bennett

Jon Bennett has appeared in Between Hangovers, Mad Swirl, and Your One Phone Call. He is NOT John Bennett or John M. Bennett. Train

I assume the model train enthusiast’slife is in perpetual disarray,kids on drugs,alcoholic wife:“Go play with your trollies!”“Not trollies, Dear, lo-co-mo-tives...”but down in the basementdriving the Norfolk Southernhe’s the conductor, by God!For the same effectI’ve used drugs, sex, food,and drugsmostly drugsthey haven’t workedso I’ve taken out a noteon a Lionel layoutdeluxe modelFinally the railswill never end!--Humanitarian

And I looked at her kidwho was a little baby girland everything she didwas magicBut the mom was an activist,and she said,“If you really lovedmy little baby girlyou’d give a shitabout Palestine!”so I said,“You don’t get it, see,I love everyone,I’m a humanitarian!”and that’s whenI tookthe first bite.--Retarded

A bit of news for my fellowclock and watch repairmen,the Association has decideddelay mechanisms will no longerbe referred to as“retarded”Instead, we’ll use the term“wound back”and, on a personal note,whenever my brotherpisses me offI’ll call him,‘wound back’ too!